Chapter 135: Suppress Me

The ancient Transcendents were moved, especially the ancient Transcendent of the temple, his eyes brimming with hot tears, his hands pressed together as he knelt on the ground.

"Master Saicho…"

An ancient Transcendent from Tennō-ji Temple, tears spilling from his eyes, with not a shred of an ancient Transcendent's dignity left, blamed himself relentlessly, about to say something, but was stopped by Master Saicho with a wave of his hand.

"Fellow Daoists, do not trouble yourselves. This poor monk knows he erred in this battle, but he owed the Imperial House a debt of gratitude that had to be repaid. Long before accepting the Imperial House's request, this poor monk had already made his decision. This battle repaid the debt of gratitude, but also forged a great sin. I shall go to the Original Battlefield to atone. Amitabha."

Master Saicho pressed his palms together and bowed deeply toward Tamamo-no-Mae.

Tamamo-no-Mae was silent, giving no response or reaction, as if in tacit acceptance.

Then, beneath the complicated gazes of the various Transcendents, and countless people of the present world including Director Takahashi and Professor Beishan, he stepped as if treading upon the years, walking toward the vast depths, never looking back, leaving behind for the world only his final silhouette.

As the people of the world were caught in their complicated feelings—

Abe no Yasuyuki bowed once more toward Tamamo-no-Mae: "Su Daji the Supreme, for our wrongs, please forgive us. I am willing to go to the Original Battlefield to atone, to redeem today's mistake, never to return for eternity."

Leaving these words behind.

He too, without the slightest hesitation, stepped into the air toward the vast depths, heading toward that unknown, directionless Original Battlefield.

"Master Saicho, wait for me, I will accompany you."

The two departed from then on, vanishing into the boundless vast depths.

Online, before the livestream rooms, and on-site—everyone fell into a sorrowful silence, their hearts incomparably complicated.

They knew full well that once Master Saicho left, it was forever—his bones would be buried in the Original Battlefield, and he would never return. This atonement used his own life as repentance.

"Is Abe no Yasuyuki still alive?" a netizen typed with a sigh.

No one answered.

Who could know?

Perhaps already dead, perhaps still alive, but even if still alive, what of it? He could only remain in the Original Battlefield, unable to return.

What they hated was Emperor Toba, that chief culprit. If he had not acted arbitrarily, if lust had not clouded his judgment, there would not have been today's upheaval of the era.

While resenting Emperor Toba, they could not help but wonder—

What exactly is the Original Battlefield?

Master Konghai had mentioned it, Abe no Otake no Maro had mentioned it, and now Master Saicho and Abe no Yasuyuki had also mentioned it. And every person who spoke of it spoke with the utmost gravity regarding the Original Battlefield.

It seemed that place was filled with life and death, filled with peril, filled with cruelty…

To go there was the most severe matter, the heaviest punishment.

In their thoughts, Master Saicho and Abe no Yasuyuki gradually vanished from view, heading toward the unknown Original Battlefield.

Only after the two had departed did Tamamo-no-Mae finally speak. Her actions had shown ample respect; one could see that in her eyes, although Master Saicho and Abe no Yasuyuki were enemies, they were also worthy of respect. This made people all the more curious about what kind of place the Original Battlefield was.

But there was no time to think; they listened to Tamamo-no-Mae's words.

"One more price is needed."

Abe no Nakamaro was somewhat surprised—Tamamo-no-Mae still wanted a price?

Setting aside the apology price offered by Emperor Toba and the Imperial House, just the shrines and temples being absent for an entire era was already more than enough. After all, Tamamo-no-Mae had also killed five hundred thousand troops, causing the Transcendent talents of this era to wither away.

"What price?"

Abe no Nakamaro did not grow angry; he wanted to hear what Tamamo-no-Mae's price was.

In fact, anyone with eyes could see that counting in what Tamamo-no-Mae had destroyed, the price was already enough to quell her fury. It was just—why would Tamamo-no-Mae still demand one more price? It seemed as though it was a price that had to be paid.

Then Tamamo-no-Mae's voice rang out.

"Suppress me."

The instant the words were spoken, no one failed to be stunned, lost in bewilderment, thinking they had misheard.

After confirming they had not heard wrong, they were dumbfounded for a long time.

Suppress me?

What the hell kind of situation is this?

Someone proposing to suppress themselves? Then what was the point of all that apologizing earlier? During the great battle, just let Master Saicho and the others suppress her and be done with it.

Is Tamamo-no-Mae a sadist or something?

Many people racked their brains and could not figure it out—even an IQ of 180 would not be enough; they could not guess what Tamamo-no-Mae's move was, what kind of bizarre operation it was.

"The yokai from Huaguo are powerful—could it be that not only is their strength strong, but their brain circuits are strong too? How come I can't make sense of this brain circuit?" someone could not help muttering, then quickly covered their mouth, scared half to death, looking around in every direction, terrified that their words had been overheard.

At the same time, far away on the playground of Arakawa Middle School.

Kamikawa Chie, who was watching the livestream with her classmates, saw Mizushima Iori looking at her—that gaze clearly said, Chie, there's someone with the same bizarre brain circuit as you.

Like everyone else, Abe no Nakamaro, upon hearing this, clearly saw his easygoing expression freeze for a moment.

Then a scene rarely seen across the ages unfolded.

The Supreme Existence, Abe no Nakamaro, slightly tilted his head, a look of confusion in his eyes.

"Suppress you?"

Fearing he had misheard, Abe no Nakamaro repeated the question, his tone puzzled.

Tamamo-no-Mae lightly nodded and replied calmly.

"Not a real suppression. It is to publicly proclaim that I have been suppressed, and also…"

Then Tamamo-no-Mae stated the final price she required.

She wanted to alter the course and circumstances of this battle, to publicly proclaim that she had lost this battle and been suppressed.

She even wanted to tamper with Emperor Toba's deeds, changing them so that Emperor Toba was not lust-clouded in his judgment, but was bewitched by Tamamo-no-Mae. Abe no Yasuyuki discovered that Tamamo-no-Mae's true form was a nine-tailed fox yokai, and ultimately Emperor Toba ordered her to be suppressed.

Dumbfounded, astonished, horrified, bewildered…

A multitude of emotions filled every person's heart at this moment; their mouths had not closed the entire time.

"The one tampering with Tamamo-no-Mae's history is Tamamo-no-Mae herself!!" Miyagi Nao shouted, her voice so loud that viewers who had already turned the livestream volume to maximum to avoid missing anything nearly had their ears deafened.

Miyagi Nao was very happy—she herself did not need to be silenced, because the truth of history had come to light. But more than that, she was shocked that Tamamo-no-Mae had tampered with her own history.

At this moment, the people were utterly shaken.

The historical content that Tamamo-no-Mae wished to alter was precisely the history of Tamamo-no-Mae that had been passed down to the present.

For a moment.

Why did Tamamo-no-Mae want to tamper with her own history, and the altered history still had a very negative impact on herself?

Such thoughts echoed in the minds of the people.

"It must be related to when Tamamo-no-Mae was still Su Daji." Professor Beishan's old eyes blazed with fervor.

The history Tamamo-no-Mae altered, setting aside the negative aspect, just looking at the content of the altered history, was nearly identical to Su Daji's experiences in the Shang Dynasty.

The same bewitching of the Emperor, the same eventual collapse of the dynasty, and the same suppression of herself.

This could not be a coincidence. Tamamo-no-Mae wanting to alter the history here to resemble Su Daji's history must certainly be related to when she was still Su Daji. Perhaps something happened that caused her to change her history in Japan to be the same as her history in Huaguo.

Before Professor Beishan could ponder further.

Before the people could guess.

The scene in this place changed.

The content of the historical alteration proposed by Tamamo-no-Mae, although Abe no Nakamaro still did not understand, he might have felt that altering history in this way, compared to the deaths of several hundred thousand troops and Transcendents, and compared to Transcendents like Master Saicho going to the original battlefield, was not a big deal at all, harming no one's interests, and even helping them.

Abe no Nakamaro, along with the ancient Transcendents and Transcendents present, agreed to Tamamo-no-Mae's final price.

Then Tamamo-no-Mae tossed her jade fan, and supreme majestic power surged, making the river of years boil.

The jade fan transformed into a stone.

It fell into this world, at a place on the mountain in Nasu Town, Tochigi Prefecture, Japan.

The scene came to an abrupt halt.

The memory imprint of heaven and earth engraved in this place finally dissipated, and the record ended here.

This place in Tochigi Prefecture returned to normal.

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